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Chapter 74 College

The weather was good today, with a few clouds floating in the blue sky. After getting enough sleep, Art left Ravens who was still sleeping and went to the large one in the center of the city alone.

The fortress-like building is said to be the legendary Fit City Doll Academy.

Because it has a rather towering appearance, it feels quite majestic even when viewed from a distance.

The location of the tavern happened to be near the main road in the East District. After having a destination that was visible to the naked eye, Art only needed to make a few detours and successfully arrived between the East District and the North District, even though he was unfamiliar with the place.

On the main road, and the towering fortress is at the end of the road... It's just that the road is too long to see the end.

Although I knew from the beginning that Fit City covers a very large area, now that I have experienced it intuitively, I feel that I am quite small.

The area of ​​Fit City is quite scary and huge for a city with no other means of transportation except horse-drawn carriages. Judging from the visual distance, if you want to get to the location of the fortress, you may have to walk alone.

It takes two or three hours, and taking a carriage should shorten the time a lot... Art made a mental calculation, then pinched his wallet, and decided to walk there. Anyway, it was still early, even if it had been two or three hours,

The morning was only half over.

As he walked, Art noticed that there were many more pedestrians walking along the way, and most of them were men, women and their children carrying large and small bags.

Most of the children with excited faces and eager to try are only eleven or twelve years old. Their purpose should be the same as Art, which is to register for the Doll Academy.

Although starting to study when you are eleven or twelve years old is already a waste of time, but according to the educational concept of this world, except for some children of nobles or wealthy families, basically no one has received a standard education before the age of ten.

And from Art's subjective point of view, even the most basic courses of puppetry are not something that can be learned by children who have not yet formed their self-awareness and values. I don't know if it is a coincidence or deliberate.

At the age of eleven or twelve, children have just formed their initial cognitive outlook and values, and it is the best time to break away from learning knowledge. At this time, they can accept complex knowledge without causing negative side effects.

Putting aside this aspect, according to the saying that it takes three years to master puppetry, five years to master, and seven years to specialize, students who graduate at that stage can directly enter various jobs. After all, this country stipulates that,

Only people over the age of fourteen can enter regulated factories or organizations to work.

The so-called 'regulation' seems to refer to occupations with special regulations, such as workshops, etc., which naturally does not include farmers and businessmen. But compared with these, those occupations with special regulations

There are always higher pay and more secure jobs.

That's why we have the current situation where civilians escort their own children to school regardless of family conditions.

"Oh, it's great. You don't need to worry about money..." Art always felt a touch of envy when he saw the excited faces of those children and the expressions of "pain and happiness" on the faces of their parents.

Sense. Except for the nobility, which family’s children would earn their tuition fees with hard-working hands like mine?

Huh, if they really use this to laugh at me, I should use this to laugh at them properly and tell them about the pain and cruelty of the adult world. Not everyone has the ability to live alone like me... Art is so in my heart

After comforting myself, I suddenly felt comfortable.

After several more breaks, we finally arrived at the gate of the college two and a half hours later...but since it was just like taking a walk, it didn't take much effort.

"This building is really impressive..." Art stood at the gate of the college, raising his head high, looking at the fortress-like buildings that were at least a hundred meters high, thinking that if he had a camera, he would definitely

Take photos from every angle!

And how should I put it, this building is more like some kind of battle fortress group than a college, and many of the yellow stone bricks that make up the building have shocking traces left after the explosion.

I don’t know what it’s like to study in this kind of school... Thinking like this, Art looked up at the top of the castle-like tower and slowly stepped into the open wall.

After being squeezed for about ten minutes, Art realized that he was no longer among the early ones...

The avenue on my side looks fine. Although there are not many people there, considering the size of the college, this is only an insignificant number.

But the problem is that people are coming from other directions, especially from the South District. It’s like the cafeteria is open for dinner. It’s okay if they are people, but are you going too far with the carriages coming one after another? And why are they in the school area?

Why don't you get off the car? Is there anyone in charge...

...Art cursed helplessly in his heart, but because he was petite and had no adults to take care of him, while desperately protecting the safety of his wallet, he was squeezed around by various carriages and things. Although there was a lot of space around him now, it was no longer there.

I know where I was driven away...

"Where is this..." Art looked around blankly, hoping to find a unified flow of people, but found that everyone around him was running around, and he couldn't follow anyone. In addition, he was too short, so he couldn't follow anyone.

The best way is to see signs and other indicators from the top of the crowd. The closest one to you now is a rest area with many benches. There are not many people inside, so you should go and ask for directions.

In desperation, Art had no choice but to put down his anxious mood, tidied up his clothes and hair that had become a little messy, and walked over there.

"Well, can I ask how to get to the registration place?" Art found a couple who seemed to be chatting. Both of them were standard Dunmuer people, and their fiery red hair was very conspicuous.

"Haha, what a cute little boy~" As soon as the girl saw Art approaching, she went straight to rub Art's face in disbelief, so much so that Art himself was stunned for a moment.

"Sign up? Just turn left over there, go straight for a while, turn right again at the fifth intersection, you should be able to see a staircase going up, find a black sign, then go down the stairs over there, you should be right there.

The registration place is very close." The man spoke nonsense with a serious face, but Art didn't understand a word of it anyway.

Not reliable at all... Art cursed and prepared to find the right time to leave.

"Then, um, goodbye!" After breaking free from the girl's ruthless iron hand, Art quickly avoided the sight of the two of them, preparing to try his luck with someone else.


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